Everyone turned their heads when they heard the sound. They saw Prince Louis rushing in, holding a bottle!
He made a beeline for the bedside, saying "Let me through!"
The Arabian doctor voluntarily stepped aside, and the royal physician also moved to the side, but he was full of worry. "Prince! The King is coughing so badly, yet you let him drink sour plum soup? It could be fatal! He should take medicine immediately!"
But Rowan did not care about all that. He sat down at the bedside, propped up his father, and quickly opened the medicine bottle!
He brought the bottle to his father's purple lips.
The King was very cooperative. His whole body trembled, but he knew this was medicine, and he also had a hunch that he should trust his son.
"Louis!!" Catherine was anxious. She rushed forward and grabbed Rowan's arm forcefully, trying to pull him away. "This is not the time to show your filial piety! What on earth are you trying to do?! Do you want the King to die?!"
Rowan's brow furrowed as he steadied himself with all his might, insisting on feeding his father the medicine!
The King's lips trembled. He wanted to cooperate but was a little weak. Still, he managed to drink some.
"Louis! Get away from him! This is murder!!" Catherine was anxious and angry.
Because she had pulled quite forcefully, some of the precious medicine splashed onto the blanket. This made Rowan very angry too. He was fuming and wished he could slap her!
Seeing that the King had indeed drunk the stuff, Catherine became even more anxious. As she pulled, she looked around pleadingly for help. "Quick! He's trying to kill the King! Drag him away! He's the murderer!!"
Murderer?
That word made Rowan's heart skip a beat. He had been looking for the murderer all this time, yet that word slipped so easily from her mouth.
The servants and guards were conflicted, unsure of what to do. The King was willing to drink, and the one feeding him was the Prince. The one shouting to stop them was the Queen Consort. They were all people one could not defy, so for a moment the servants did not know what to do.
Just then, Ivan and Claire rushed to the doorway and saw this tug-of-war!
"What are you doing, Queen Consort?" Claire shrieked.
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